“Well Claire, I’m out of your hair. I do need to thank you, the two of you for your help these past days, it was good of you and I damn sure neede... the help to get back out amongst ‘em as they say. But, like I say I won’t be bothering you anymore.“You won’t have to worry about changing who you are, or doing different than you like to do, or cleaning up after me or solving my needs for me. And, no there is not enough money in the world to tempt me to be less of a man than I consider myself to. “Phew, for a minute I didn’t think I’d make it.”It only took him another minute to regret his selection, however. Considering the temperature and humidity, wearing leather pants was not the best of choices in the middle of summer. Within mere minutes, he was sweating like a pig. Still, he wanted to dress the part and he kept the pants on, for the time being anyway. He completed his apparel with leather combat boots and a sleeveless denim jacket, opting to wear nothing beneath it. The leather. The day after I found the manuscript, she texted me out of the blue, “I think I am going to sleep naked from now on.” That’s it. In the middle of my work day. THAT was the text I got. No surprise that I was in bed early that night! I had to wait for her. Click clack, clickety clack. I was twitching, but she did not disappoint. When she came to bed, she shed her clothes and slipped under the sheets next to me, smooth and smelling of...creativity.We were making out, hiding out in our little cave,. It's delicious. I'm not breathing right. I've forgotten our study, I want to push the books aside and haul him up, remove his lovely cock from within red corduroy trousers and feel him slide inside me. My mouth is open, my stomach muscles beneath my singlet feel so tense they might jump and snap. My breath is so shallow it feels as though I am holding onto it. I might melt. His fingers slide out of me, they smear pussy juices over my lips. This time he reaches my clit, lightly touching it as.